Cohabitation With My Ex-Husband

Sarah's eyes widened, her mouth slightly opened when she saw the woman who had been sitting with her back to her, was now looking at her because she heard the door to the room open.

"Mrs. Collins?" Sarah thought as she saw who is the guest was. This was completely unexpected.

Mrs. Collins sat down with a facial expression that Sarah was used to seeing. The expression on her face was annoyed and didn't like it when she saw her. Even after all these years, the expression didn't change, and strangely, Sarah had gotten used to it.

Sarah immediately put a normal expression and walked to her seat, as if the old woman's presence didn't bother her at all.

"Look at you! Wandering during working hours. Do you have to make me wait like this?" asked Mrs. Collins clicking her tongue, her expression displeased.

Sarah sighed, her energy had been drained from having to hear an unexpected question from Mr. Collins, and now she had to face Mrs. Collins?

"What do you want? Just say it, I'm busy," said Sarah, who was lazy to deal with the old woman and put the patient data back on the table, then organize files on the table, pretending to be busy.

Right now she was too lazy to face Mrs. Collins.

"Tsk Tsk Tsk," squeaked Mrs. Collins shaking her head at Sarah's behavior.

"I thought you had at least some manners for being a surgeon, but look at you. So it is very important to teach children as early as possible. Ah, I forgot no one can teach you," said Mrs. Collins in a tone full of contempt.

Sarah clenched her hands tightly when she heard that. She put down the paper she was holding and looked at Mrs. Collins.

"I am glad Mrs. Collins is aware that I am now a surgeon, but unfortunately I am a general surgeon, not a dermatologist. So I can't give you a good consultation," Sarah replied with a friendly smile, as she usually does when talking to a patient's family.

"What?!!"

Mrs. Collins couldn't hide the angry expression on her face at this. This kid is really rude!

"Just tell me what you want. Our relationship isn't that close for small talk, right?" Sarah asked and went back to pretending to keep herself busy.

Even though she had tried to act confident and act normal, her heart was currently beating rapidly, and cold sweat was running down her back.

She was still terrified when she had to face Mrs. Collins, especially when the two of them were like this.

The old woman had never hit her with her hands, but the insults and harsh word that were always spoken to her hurt much more than a hit.

Moreover, the old woman was the mother of the man she loved so much, it made Sarah even more ache.

Sarah had tried to go along with Mrs. Collins' standard, but it felt like what she was doing was never enough.

In the eyes of the old woman, she was always wrong.

Sarah had even wished that it might be better for her to hit her than to continue insulting her.

At least, the pain from a hit would only last a moment, but words would live on for the rest of her life, as evidenced by this at this time, Sarah still couldn't come to peace with it.

Mrs. Collins snorted at Sarah's words. She wouldn't have come here either if she had no other choice.

"Is Michael all right?" Mrs. Collins asked quietly as she adjust her position, she seemed uncomfortable with having to ask Sarah that.

"Michael?"

Sarah stopped what she was doing and looked at Mrs. Collins with raised eyebrows. Did Mrs. Collins come here to inquire about her son?

"Yeah, he's fine," Sarah replied.

Come to think of it, Mr. Collins had asked her the same thing earlier. It seemed like Michael had a close relationship with his parents, so his parents were worried about him like that.

"You came to see me to ask that?" Sarah asked looking suspiciously at Mrs. Collins.

Mrs. Collins cleared her throat, her expression slightly uncomfortable.

"Have you and Michael moved?" asked Mrs. Collins at last. The expression on her face had become as usual.

Sarah blinked when she heard the question.

"I tried to visit you several times over the weekend, two days ago I also visited you at night, but you didn't open the door for me. Michael couldn't have done that to me, so the only thing I can think of is you guys moving on," Mrs. Collins explained.

Since Michael had previously come to visit her on the weekends, Mrs. Collins also wanted to see how her son was doing knowing he couldn't possibly visit her two weeks in a row.

Her husband had told her not to do that and allowed their son to rest for the weekend, but Mrs. Collins still wanted to visit her son.

What's wrong with a mother visiting her child?

But once she got there, no matter how many times she rang the bell or knocked on the door and called out her son's name, Michael didn't open the door for her.

Mrs. Collins finally had to give up thinking maybe her son was out.

Two days ago she had also come to visit her son in the evening, after her husband had foolishly chosen to go on vacation alone without taking her, Mrs. Collins had become a little lonely at home.

However, the same thing happened again, no one opened the door for her even though she deliberately came at nine o'clock at night, when her son had come home from work.

"Yes, we've moved," Sarah said casually.

She was no longer surprised to hear that Mrs. Collins had come to visit them. The old woman did this a lot, so it wasn't anything surprising.

"I know it! You must have told him to move, right? Now that you know he's led Collins, you're taking advantage of him and sucking his money!" accused Mrs. Collins indignantly.

From the start, she had a bad feeling about this woman because of her unknown origin, and now her hunch turned out to be right!

Mrs. Collins' eyes opened wide when she noticed the bag that was placed on the table. She recognized the logo on the bag, it was the logo of an expensive brand!

"Look at this wench! You even used Michael to buy you an expensive bag? Oh my… I'm really at a loss for words! Now you have finally shown your true nature!"

Sarah looked speechless when she heard Mrs. Collins' accusations. She tried to understand it because Mrs. Collins had always thought that she married Michael for her money.

But as soon as she heard what the old woman said next, Sarah couldn't take it anymore.

"Hey! Mrs. Collins! This is my bag! A bag bought with my own money! Do I have to show you my payslip so you can see that I can afford this bag?!" asked Sarah, genuinely offended by the old woman's words.

She is a general surgeon at a well-known hospital. Did she think she couldn't afford a bag?!

"And about our move out, you can ask your dearest son about it! Why do you bother asking me that?" Sarah snorted as she rolled her eyes.

"If there's nothing more you want to talk about, just go! You spoil my mood! The door's over there and I'm not dropping you off!" she continued and then again looked busy and ignored Mrs. Collins.

Mrs. Collins' mouth fell open when she heard that, she couldn't believe how rude that woman was to her! She really couldn't get along with this woman!

"Hah! I will go from here without having to be asked by you! I didn't know what I was thinking so I came here!" said Mrs. Collins then quickly got up and left the room.

To be honest, Mrs. Collins had tried to reach Michael, but her son always replied to her messages shortly, and never picked up her calls. Leaving Mrs. Collins with no other choice but to come to see Sarah.

After her husband left for vacation and left her, she became a little lonely. However, her son never knew how she felt all this time!

Sarah leaned back in her seat and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Mrs. Collins gone. A regret showed in her facial expression.

Was she too much? Why didn't she try to understand the old woman?

Sarah immediately shook her head when the stupid thought crossed her mind. She and Mrs. Collins were polar opposites and would never meet!

***

Michael's facial expression, which had looked exhausted, immediately smiled when he saw Sarah who finally appeared and was walking towards him.

His brow lifted slightly when he noticed the expression on his wife's face that looked unusual, it wasn't an expression of exhaustion, and it wasn't an expression of annoyance either. It was the first time he had seen Sarah's expression like that.

"What happened?" thought Michael curiously.